That morning, cousin Su Xiaolong brought his two children to visit Su Qing's home.

Su Qing entertained them warmly and prepared a sumptuous lunch, which was enjoyed by both the host and the guests.

The relationship between Su Zihan, Su Zichen and Su Qing also gradually became closer.

"Ah Qing, did you draw this? Oh, it's really well drawn."

After lunch, Su Xiaolong accidentally saw the ink painting hanging in the study.

I didn't pay much attention at first, but when I saw the signature "Su Qing", I was immediately struck by her beauty.

"It's just a random doodle of mine. Thank you for the compliment, Uncle Xiaolong."

Su Qing replied modestly that he had become fond of painting during this period and upgraded his painting skills to proficiency level 3.

This painting of the setting sun at the end of the world depicts the scene of Xie Yuanshan standing on the city wall and gazing into the distance.

With just a few strokes, the author sketches a scene of a struggling human survivor in the end times, standing in the sunset, worrying about the future fate of humanity.

Although his painting skills are not very advanced, his artistic conception is very high, and he tries to incorporate his own spirit into his paintings.

This is the only successful finished painting among his many attempts to incorporate spirit.

"It's amazing. It's really amazing."

Su Xiaolong stood in front of the painting and looked at it carefully. He felt like he was sinking into a post-apocalyptic world and couldn't extricate himself.

Gazing into the eyes of the person in the portrait, a feeling of desolation, sadness and despair comes to one’s face.

Even if Su Xiaolong does not have artistic talent, he can still appreciate the creative intent of the painting and feel the creator's artistic conception.

The artistic conception is profound and goes straight to the heart! "Brother Qing, this is awesome, can I post it on TikTok?"

Su Zihan was also deeply moved and looked at Su Qing with admiration.

"Dad, I want to learn painting from Brother Qing, is that okay?"

Su Zichen had the same expression and said excitedly: "Brother Qing's ability is a thousand or ten thousand times stronger than our teacher's."

"Oh? You make sense. I think so too."

Su Xiaolong came back to his senses, thought carefully about his son's proposal, and agreed with it.

An expert can tell whether something is good or not with just one look.

Before this, the painting teacher he had chosen for his son at a high price was pretty good.

But compared to his nephew's paintings, they are nothing.

"But, Ah Qing, look..."

But he couldn't decide whether Su Qing was willing or not.

"Brother Qing, can you teach me how to draw? I want to learn how to draw from you."

Seeing that his father was already moved, the clever Su Zichen began to beg Su Qing.

"Zi Han, if you want to post it, just don't include my face in it."

"And Zichen, if you want to learn to paint, I can teach you."

Faced with the request from his cousin, Su Qing thought about it and did not refuse.

"Thank you, Brother Qing."

With permission, Su Zihan took a picture of the setting sun with his mobile phone and sent it to TikTok.

"Yeah, Brother Qing agreed. That's great. I'm going to become a great painter."

Su Zichen jumped three feet high, extremely happy.

"Ah Qing, thank you for your help. I will transfer the money to you for each class."

Su Xiaolong looked excited, took out his cell phone and asked.

"Uncle Xiaolong, what are you talking about? Zichen is my cousin. How can I charge him for teaching me how to paint?"

Su Qing shook her head, thinking of it as repaying Uncle Xiaolong for saving her life.

"Okay, thank you for your help then."

Su Xiaolong hesitated for a moment, then gradually understood.

"It's just a small matter. We are a family and there's no need to be so formal."

He and Su Xiaolong are cousins ​​within the fifth degree of mourning, so it is not wrong to say that they are a family.

"Ah Qing, you are right. I am being too polite."

Su Xiaolong's lips moved and he was deeply moved.

"Zi Chen, tell Brother Qing what you have learned from the teacher before?"

Afterwards, Su Qing asked his cousin about his painting skills so that he could teach him specifically.

"Brother Qing, I learned sketching from Teacher Li. I started by learning to draw straight lines, and I kept drawing every day."

It's been almost two months and I spent more than ten thousand yuan, and I only learned how to draw lines. It's really awesome!

"Yes, I see."

Su Qing thought for a moment and asked, "Zi Chen, what kind of painting do you want to learn? Sketching, ink painting, oil painting, or watercolor?"

"Ah Qing."

Just as Su Xiaolong was about to say something, Su Qing interrupted him and said, "Uncle Xiaolong, let him choose for himself! Interest is the best teacher."

Su Xiaolong thought about it and found that what he said made sense, so he gave up.

"Brother Qing, I want to learn this kind of painting from you."

Su Zichen thought about it, pointed at the picture of the setting sun of the end of the world hanging on the wall, and said excitedly.

"Okay, then I'll teach you ink painting."

Su Qing nodded. There are two styles of ink painting, one is meticulous and the other is freehand.

He now specializes in freehand painting and has gained considerable experience in it.

Although the skill level of painting is not high, it is still at level 3 proficiency.

But when it comes to his self-created freehand paintings that incorporate spirit, he is by no means comparable to ordinary skilled painters.

Even a great painter at level 4 mastery may not be able to compare to him.

"Okay, okay."

Su Zichen jumped for joy.

"How about this, Uncle Xiaolong, let Zichen come to my place every day from now on, and I will teach him for four hours every day."

"Two hours in the morning and two hours in the afternoon."

"After school starts, let him come over to study for an hour at noon, and the same goes for holidays."

Su Qing glanced at the date. It was already August 22nd, and there was only one week left until school started.

"Sure, thank you, A-Qing."

Su Xiaolong thought about it and realized that he was teaching in the countryside and his children were studying in the city, so he definitely didn’t have time to pick them up.

But my son is already eleven years old, and it is no problem for him to walk here by himself.

"Let's start now, today is the best day."

Su Qing thought about it and decided to see what his cousin's talent was first.

"Okay, you're busy, I have something else to do, so I'll go back with Zi Han first."

Su Xiaolong took his daughter away and left his son Su Xiaochen behind.

"That's fine. I'll send him back when he finishes his studies."

Su Qing sent the father and daughter out the door, returned to the study and began to teach Su Zichen the basics of painting.

To get started with ink painting, one should start with outlining, incising, rubbing, dotting, and dyeing, which is the same principle as learning calligraphy and practicing brush painting.

Su Zichen was very obedient and followed the instructions carefully.

Su Qing could see that he still had some talent for painting, and the teacher was right.

If you study hard and don't give up halfway, you will hopefully reach level 4 mastery in this lifetime.

As for the lv5 master level, don't count on it.

Su Qing continued teaching until 4:30 in the afternoon before sending her cousin back to Century City.

After returning home, Su Qing suddenly received a private message from Xiao Yichen: "Brother Su, I have successfully become the disciple of Master Ba."

"Master taught me the fundamental Taoism of the Maoshan Sect: The True Scripture of the Mysterious Cavernous Treasures, and also pointed out the secrets of it."

"I will send them to Brother Su now, please receive them."

"video.mpeg."

Then, there is a red envelope and a video.

At the same time, task completion prompts popped up one after another.

Wow, that’s pretty fast.

Su Qing took the red envelope and clicked on the video.

I recommend a book, "Myth Revival: I Use Side Doors to Prove the Truth"

I recently met an author who was introduced to me by someone else. She is said to be 70-year-old Aunt Wang.

The doctor told me that I had a bad stomach since I was a kid. I feel like I have found true love! 　　Brothers, today is Chinese Valentine's Day, wait for my good news!

(End of this chapter)